ECSTACIA (ADULT POETRY)

Now I indulge in chanty duets

Not painful pushy frets

I ascend the heavens,

Pass cloud nines to the elevens,

Held by potent electricity

Lighted from my sternum, cursing my chastity

 

Smooth cheeks take me far

Bewhiskered, and we are at par

The delectation of each brush

Grants my vehicle a fuel stash

To move with the tempo of cupid’s passion

Making tingles a great sensation

 

Don’t I love this?

Every part of me is in the fix

From the standing hair

To the tips of the feet are being treated fair

Gentle strokes’ tempos are to be followed

Hard rough drives are to be explored

 

We’ve come this far

From our mothers’ being serviced like many a car

Their chairs being sat on

Until the destination of the drivers are chanced upon

They had no complains

And had no guts to set restrains

 

Now no shivers

Means no swimming in any rivers

No electricity

Means no strolls to any city

I live in love

When I’m done, I sigh like I’ve been blessed from above

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014